But at this time, Mo Jin was really strict, and he was unmoved.

Even, he reached out and took Wufu's hand, put her hand on the table, and motioned for her to hold the pen.

Then, he looked at Wufu seriously, looking useless no matter how coquettish he was, and Wufu wanted to say it again, he didn't know where to get a small piece of wood, just like the master's ring ruler in ancient times, and put it in front of Wufu.

Wufu was taken aback, is this how if he doesn't practice well, he will fight?

Wufu looked at Mo Jin, a little aggrieved, "Do you really know how to fight?" ”

Mo Jin smiled in her heart when she saw her like this, but her face was very serious, and she deliberately said, "Lian Wufu, do you want to practice, if you really want to practice, you have to practice seriously, if you don't want to, let's pull it now, I also know that not everyone can practice this calligraphy, some people just can't practice well, this is a matter of talent." ”

Mo Jin's words are Chi Guoguo's discrimination against himself, saying that he has no talent for writing calligraphy?

Wufu Ke didn't believe it, she had the talent to write pen words, why didn't she write brush words.

She has to practice well, and when the time comes, she will slap this man in the face.

She gritted her teeth, sat upright, and looked at Mo Jin, "I practice, I will definitely practice well." ”

Mo Jin knows that this girl's personality is so strong, if you say she can't do it, she will definitely be able to do a good job.

There was a smile in his eyes, but he knocked the white paper on which he practiced calligraphy, "Then according to what I said, posture, pen, I will only say it once, you slowly understand it yourself, if you can't understand it, you can keep writing a word." ”

Wufu rolled his eyes and glanced at him, snorted, and thought: Let you be proud for a while now, and when you finish practicing, you will see that it is you who suffers.

Fortunately, Wufu really got serious, and she still had a little talent for practicing calligraphy, she just wrote a word on ten blank sheets of paper, and she actually passed the test.

However, unconsciously, I have been practicing for more than an hour today.

Wufu was still unfinished, but Mo Jin said, "Come here today, and teach you to write something else tomorrow, practice calligraphy This thing has to be done slowly, and you can't become a fat man by eating in one bite." ”

Wufu also began to sit with a sore back, so he nodded.

Then, she lay down on the bed and began to pound her waist.

Practicing calligraphy looks easy, but in fact, it is also a hard work, and it is also very tiring to maintain a posture for a long time.

Mo Jin helped her pack up her things, sat down on the bed, reached out to beat her waist, and asked with a smile, "What did you buy in the county today, did you buy anything for me?" ”

Looking at Mo Jin's gentle smile reminded Wufu of his harsh attitude towards herself just now, she snorted, turned around, and ignored him.

Mo Jin chuckled under his breath, turned to Wufu's side again, and also lay down, holding his chin in his hands, staring at her.

Wufu was still angry, and turned around again.

Mo Jin was too lazy to run around, so he hugged Wufu and let her face him, looking at her with raised eyebrows.

Although Wufu was fat, her strength was incomparable to Mo Jin, she glared at Mo Jin, then sat up, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to settle accounts with Mo Jin.

She stretched out her finger, poked Mo Jin's chest, and asked him, "Have we finished practicing?" ”

"Hmm." Mo Jin nodded, glanced at the table, and motioned for everything to be taken away.

Wufu also nodded, and then said angrily, "Then I am not your student anymore, I have the right not to answer your questions, I don't want you to ask what I buy, and your things have nothing to do with me, so I won't buy them for you." ”

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